With his hands behind his back, he ate a melon, and the country's fortune soared.

When Emperor Mingde and the Empress were shocked by Su Jijiu's special hobby, the right prime minister Zhou Shuo rushed in cursing.

"Where did this troublemaker come from?" He shouted with full force, "You dare to hurt my eldest grandson? You are tired of living. Believe it or not, I will kill all nine generations of your clan!"

The first thing he saw when he arrived at the Imperial College was his eldest grandson, who had three broken ribs.

Three ribs. The person who delivered the letter to his house lied that the emperor and empress were in the Imperial College, but he had inquired and found out that the emperor and empress had not appeared nearby today.

Zhou Shuo's eyes were wide open and his huge nostrils were opening and closing, and it was obvious that he was furious.

[Wow, this old man can fit at least two cherries in his nostrils.]

Emperor Mingde was very angry at Zhou Shuo's words...

Just as he was about to open his mouth to scold old man Zhou, he was choked by his daughter's true feelings and almost choked on his saliva.

He calmed down after a while. Emperor Mingde sneered, "Humph, Prime Minister Zhou is so arrogant. Whose house are you planning to rob? My house?"

The voice was too familiar. Zhou Shuo knelt down reflexively. After he was kneeling, he felt something was wrong. He raised his eyes and looked at the man who was speaking.

He looked at the woman with deep eyes beside him, and when his gaze fell on Xiao Qianqian, his eyelids twitched violently.

"Sire, sire, sire,"

[You better stop talking so much,] Qian Qian rolled his eyes at the old man who was shaking like a sieve, [Wait for my father to investigate thoroughly, and then behead you and confiscate your property, thank you for your patronage!]

Emperor Mingde...

His daughter is really smart, and she speaks in a very pleasant way.

The emperor and empress didn't need to do anything. Someone would investigate the matter of Zhou Shuo and the Imperial College. The group took Zhang Junmo into the carriage.

Su Jijiu wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and finally sent the two giant Buddhas away.

Zhao Siye, who was secretly paying attention to the situation here, took small steps to crawl to Su Jijiu's side. He said in a sticky and obscene voice, "Sir Su, if you are unwilling to help me, why don't you..."

He took a few deep breaths and said, "Why don't you stay with me for a month? Then,"

"Master Jijiu," the attendant left by Emperor Mingde came to report, "Master Zhu has arrived."

Su Jijiu's eyes slowly widened. He looked at Zhao Siye meaningfully, then followed his attendants to see Zhu Jia.

Looking at Su Jijiu's departing back, Zhao Siye swallowed hard, the lust in his eyes no longer concealed.

Damn it, if he can’t sleep with Su She in this life, he’d be unworthy of being a human being.

If Su Jijiu heard what he said, he would just laugh and say, "You still have this life, so just enjoy the three days left..."

At this time, the carriage of the Emperor and Empress had already left the Imperial College. The Empress looked at Zhang Junmo, who was holding the bamboo tube tightly in both hands, and said, "Your bamboo tube? Bring it out to me to see?"

Hearing this savior-like voice again, Zhang Junmo felt extremely ashamed. His cheeks and neck turned red, and the little boy's eyes were filled with tears.

"Please punish me, Queen. I am at fault."

The young boy admitted his mistake in a crying voice, sounding so pitiful that the queen actually felt a little sorry for the child.

"You are wrong?" The Queen and Emperor Mingde looked at each other. "Where did you go wrong? Why did you go wrong?"

"Boy, you shouldn't be too cruel to your classmates,"

Before Zhang Junmo could finish, the Queen rubbed her forehead in worry, "Then you should be tolerant of Huai Zhong who bullied you, right? Wu Shanhai, who was knocked unconscious by you, is planning to trample and humiliate you in the most despicable way."

Thinking of what Wu Shanhai said, the queen was so angry that her temples were throbbing. The child was only thirteen or fourteen years old. How on earth had he been taught to be like that?

How could they say such humiliating words so calmly? If they hadn't come today, if the person being bullied today wasn't Zhang Junmo, then...

Those words were too disgusting, the queen closed her eyes and refused to think about them anymore.

Zhang Junmo was very frightened by the Queen's words. He really couldn't guess whether the Queen was angry or not.

The Queen sighed and held out her hand to him.

Zhang Junmo hesitated for a moment, then took off the bamboo tube from his waist and placed it in the queen's hand.

The queen took the bamboo tube, examined it from top to bottom and from left to right, and pressed it in various places, but the bamboo tube was still the same, without any change.

She handed the bamboo tube to Emperor Mingde, who fiddled with it for a long time but found nothing unusual. He looked at Zhang Junmo with burning eyes, "Where is the mechanism of this thing?"

A glimmer of light flashed in Zhang Junmo's frightened eyes. He took the bamboo tube and pressed it regularly on one end of the tube with his thumb and index finger.

歘.

From the other end of the bamboo tube, a sharp piece of wood that had been cut into a dagger shape suddenly popped out. The piece of wood was very thin, and the tip and both sides were sharpened to a very sharp edge, with a faint dark red hue on it.

Emperor Mingde and the Empress looked at each other and were so shocked that they were speechless for a moment.

Dahua's eyes lit up. She couldn't help but reach out to touch the splinter. Zhang Junmo immediately avoided her hand and said, "It's dirty. There's blood and medicine on it."

"medicine?"

The Queen recovered from her shock and asked, "Where did you get the medicine?"

"It's just some medicine that can make people weak and unconscious, and some hemostatic medicine. The kid paid a lot of money to the pharmacy to let them..."

Zhang Junmo's voice became lower and lower, and he knelt down with his head bowed. "Empress, I did something wrong, please punish me. Can you please not take your anger out on my mother and sister?"

Seeing his panic and bewilderment, the Queen felt both distressed and amused, so she pretended to be stern. "You did something wrong, you should be punished," she paused deliberately, and Zhang Junmo's eyes were filled with tears when he heard her words. "The punishment is that you...donate this dagger blueprint to the Ministry of Works for free."

Zhang Junmo wiped his eyes with his sleeve, and it took him a long time to react to what the queen said. He looked up at the queen in surprise.

The empress gave him a bitter smile, and Emperor Mingde pulled the child up and made him sit down. "Regarding the matter of the Imperial College, for the sake of your dagger, the empress and I will allow you to atone for your crime, but do you want to go back to the orphanage school?"

Zhang Junmo pursed his lips and shook his head after a moment, "No, what you learn in the Imperial College is different from what you learn in the orphanage school. I will go back and teach my brothers and sisters after I learn it. No matter how difficult it is, I will persist." The boy raised his head with a gleam in his eyes, "I won't leave."

He knew that people outside had a lot of gossip about his mother, the orphanage and even the Queen. He wanted to study hard and protect his mother one day.

Zhang Junmo looked at the queen with a firm gaze, protecting all the good people who had helped their family.

The Queen and Emperor Mingde nodded with satisfaction. Qianqian leaned in Sister Hua's arms, "Ah, such a well-behaved and conscientious little brother."

[Yes,] the system is also very pleased, [Zhang Junmo will definitely become a great person in the future.]

Zhang Junmo...

The child's originally determined gaze dimmed in an instant. He swallowed and moved away in fear.

There are two ghosts in this carriage. Woo woo woo, he is not afraid of anything, but he is most afraid of his sister and ghosts.

Woo woo woo, it’s so scary, he wants to go home, he wants to go back to find his mother.

The carriage finally arrived at the textile workshop. Zhang Junmo ran down the carriage like a dog before it stopped. He hurriedly hugged Rong Wuniang, who was waiting at the door of the workshop, and hid behind her, trembling.

Rong Wuniang...